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** Everyone was scrambling to find and information on where Phoebe was taken. Tim was processing everything that was happening, which was causing him to be much more mean, and irritable.
Nolan looks over at everyone who is seated in the briefing room "Nora was abducted two nights ago. We found her 18 hours later, already tattooed and about to be put into a barrel to be suffocated. This makes Caleb's timeline from abduction to death approximately 24 hours." He says to them.
Jackson nods his head "So, we have about approximately 10 hours to find Phoebe, not counting how long she can survive in the barrel for" Jackson points out.
Detective Armstrong nods his head "Unless Phoebe is dead already" he says realistically. Tim's eyes shoot straight to Armstrong as he narrowed his eyes to him.
Nyla shakes her head no "No. Look, I know I haven't known Phoebe as long as the rest of you, but I do know that she is a fighter. She's gonna do everything she can to stay alive until we save her." Nyla says trying to stay positive. Tim nods his head and looks over at Grey who looks visibly stressed out.
"Let's get to work, Phoebe is counting on us"
** Phoebe was tired mentally, and physically. Her hair was a knotted mess, her face tear streaked, and swollen, and her throat itching for a sip of water.
Phoebes wrist were still bind against the chair as she struggled to break free. She had been left alone for about an hour as she waited for Caleb to finish whatever he was doing.
Phoebe smiles when she breaks free from the duct tape as she quickly unwraps her ankles from the chair. She mentally thanks Lucy for teaching her self defense.
She can hear rustling and movement from the kitchen "Ok, we are ready to go" Caleb says. Phoebe grabs a piece of the wooden legs from the chair and hides in the corner.
Her heart beating fast as she grew anxious. Once she sees him turn the corner she hits him in the head as hard as she could with the stick. She looks behind her seeing him on the floor as she takes off out of the house.
She starts crying for help but realizes that she is literally in the middle of no where and it was very slim that someone could hear her cries. Phoebe doesn't pay attention to where she's running when she trips of the trip wire trap landing face first onto the dirt gravel road.
"Ugh" she groans. She stands up and winced at the sight of her scraped palms.
Caleb walks over to her and grabs a fistful of her hair causing her to cry. She struggles into his grip as she tries to fight him off of her. But, he was too big.
Phoebe tries to pry his arms off of her but she couldn't get him off of her. She cries "Please, let me go" she says to him in a whimper. Caleb looks down at her and hits her in the head knocking her out.
** Tim stands in the briefing room looking at the picture of Phoebe hung on the wall. Tim wasn't the best with expressing his feelings, he normally just shut everyone out. But, this was different his Phoebe was missing and was trying to stay hopeful that she was alive.
Sergeant Grey walks into the room and sighs. He looks over at Tim "Were going to find her, I can promise you that. She's like a second daughter to me" he says to him. Grey was also going through a wave of emotions as Phoebe meant a lot to him. Especially when Anderson died. He made a promise to always protect her.
Tim looks over and nods his head "Any updates?" He asks Grey. He nods his head "Nolan and Harper are going to the woman's prison to question Rosalind." Grey tells him.
Tim nods his head but, doesn't say anything. He continues to stare at the picture of Phoebe on the board. Grey sighs softly and puts a hand on his shoulder trying to comfort him, before he walks out.
Angela walks into the room "Are you okay?" Angela asks. Tim sighs "I'm fine" he tells her blankly.
Lopez sighs "You gotta get your head in the game, she's counting on you" Angela says. Tim scoffs "I don't need a pep talk" he snaps.
Angela sighs "Then why'd you call me here?" She asks. He sighs and nods his head "You're right, I'm sorry. I should've been with her the whole time. And I wasn't, it's my fault she's taken" he says feeling guilty.
Angela puts a comforting hand on his shoulder "It's not your fault Tim, we're going to find her".
** Phoebe's wrists and ankles are zip tied as Caleb is leading her into the dessert. Phoebe looks around not seeing a single source of civilization nearby. She was literally in the middle of nowhere.
Caleb pokes her back with a knife for her to move faster "The easy thing about this is, is you're so easy and vulnerable that if I wanted to kill you now I could. But I rather have your precious boyfriend Tim suffer" he tells her.
Phoebes eyes water up as they both spot the empty barrel on the side of a pre dug hole. Phoebe starts shaking her head "I'm not getting in there" she stutters.
Caleb smirks "You know, they all say that. And then they all get in. You know why? Hope. Inside that barrel, there's still life." Caleb says putting the knife away and pulling out a gun from his pocket. He cocks it and aims it at her "Out here - Only death. And you and I both know, that despite the evidence literally tattooed on your side, you don't think you're dying today. So get in the barrel. " he orders her. Phoebe sighs and takes off her ring and drops it on the ground before climbing in. She sits inside and looks up at Caleb who took a photo of her "Any last words?" He asks her.
Phoebe looks up "Yeah. You're gonna be dead long before I am." Caleb doesn't say anything but put the lid onto the barrel and tightens it up. He kicks the barrel into the ground causing Phoebe to help.
Phoebe is surrounded by darkness as she starts to cry.
Update: I Finally updated after a long wait! I will be updating all of my Tim stories this week! I've been super busy! How do you like this chapter? Leave your comments below!! Thank you 😊
